Hunger - Nah That's Weird lyrics

[Verse 1: Hunger] Introducing the hard hitting sh** we been producing Yes shake ya groove thing we come out shooting On all cylinders we're not feeling your all filler verse We ain't stooping to your level you no devil you just hooting And hollering take some roofies and raise the roofing This ain't no same old loop thing You gonna feel sh** too new for your mood ring We're here to get down like limbo the bar y'all set been low All this richness, your wrist glistens and b**hes that's switching positions Plus the sink in the kitchen, is going out the window So then what's left? a bunch of dopeness that y'all ain't puffed yet? Ain't impressed yet with the world's smoothest white man Who says d**h to a hype man, stylist or right hand Same height as the mic stand rapping like a titan [Hook: Hunger & (Ridz sample)] Tell 'em get down with my steez they say (nah that's weird) Tell 'em to listen to Feast they say (nah that's weird) Tell 'em get down with my steez they say (nah that's weird) But is anybody f**ing with Hunger? (nah nah nah) [Verse 2: Ridz] So yea I dabble but sh** I don't babble Some can drop four letter words I'm dropping seven like Scrabble In this sphere of influence I'm inexperienced But that doesn't mean I don't take my job serious I'm here to dish, here to spit so tap your finger tips And whether I proved your point or not at least I made your eardrums twitch Born and raised in the city, I'm here with sh** to spread Collab with Hunger I'm the gravy on the Feast he's fed I'll have you begging for more like Harry Potter 8 But I ain't got no scars, just a clean slate Leave good beats in good hands like an All-State agent And my sh**'s spreading quick like a contagion So let me spit some words on top of my own sounds Let me get this started and hand out a couple rounds f** a tiara, I'll just take the crown Take off real smooth here's the landing, clear ground [Hook: Hunger & Ridz] [Verse 3: Hunger] I'm with that dope white girl, dope like some white girl bagged up Back up or you might hurl ya last lunch Bad luck you match us we wrap up that a** like some fat blunts That's nothing if you ask us Aggressive but steezy, y'all can't duplicate the recipe easy The rest of you cheesy, learning how to dress from the TV Bet you said you weren't impressed with the CD But best believe the next gen is gon' need me Now that's kind of Napoleonic, I'm just tryna be honest I just got to be hottest when the rest are blasé or modest Playing it cool with their hands in their pockets, rap like they're talking Man I'd rather get animated like Wallace and Grommet Check how I do when I rock it, watch me like there's glue in your socket I'm fluid as Baloogas moving across the ocean I'm smooth as the top of a Budda you sloppy like fat b**hes booty popping You ain't get my sh** then who you copping